[ It surprises him, how pleasant it all is, even the things he wouldn't have expected. It doesn't matter where Katze's hands go, or where he takes his own; all of it's enjoyable, each touch thrilling or soothing or warming in their own particular ways. Below the belt earns a little surprise, yeah, but it doesn't last, the last of his overt embarrassment and tension dying quietly and easily. He sighs and breathes and listens to his own heart, that subtle pounding, and imagines that he can feel Katze's too, when he presses his hands to his back, or to his chest.
He watches him the whole time. He watches his face change, little by little. It's hard still, sharpened by everything he's been through, but as it eases, Aomine feels himself ease as well, and in the end, a faint grin pulls at his mouth. ]
That's better.
[ He's pleased. He's pleased, and he's happy, and he's hot again, excitement winding tight in the pit of his stomach. His hands migrate back up to Katze's face and clasp his cheeks; he feels the scar press against his palm, but he doesn't flinch, and keeps his touch gentle. ]
[ By now, he's shifting restlessly under another burgeoning erection, his dick pressing lightly against Katze's thigh. Knowing now how good it's going to be, eagerness is quick to take hold in his chest, and his slow motions pick up some, and he returns that kiss from earlier with one of his own, his tongue pressing forward in his excitement. ]
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He watches him the whole time. He watches his face change, little by little. It's hard still, sharpened by everything he's been through, but as it eases, Aomine feels himself ease as well, and in the end, a faint grin pulls at his mouth. ]
That's better.
[ He's pleased. He's pleased, and he's happy, and he's hot again, excitement winding tight in the pit of his stomach. His hands migrate back up to Katze's face and clasp his cheeks; he feels the scar press against his palm, but he doesn't flinch, and keeps his touch gentle. ]
You look better like this.
[ How, why? Hell, he doesn't know. He's stopped worrying. ]
I like it.
[ By now, he's shifting restlessly under another burgeoning erection, his dick pressing lightly against Katze's thigh. Knowing now how good it's going to be, eagerness is quick to take hold in his chest, and his slow motions pick up some, and he returns that kiss from earlier with one of his own, his tongue pressing forward in his excitement. ]